This is an inspirational blog that utilizes the medium of poetry and creative writing to tell stories.
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Here's the key
I promise the door is always open
My mind is disappointed
But my heart is hoping
I nearly gave up on searching
Till I picked up the pieces that were broken
All the while I pray that you come home
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Love always, Ayesha
The world is changing at an alarming rate. A dollar doesn't go as far as it once did. Some days, I find myself in shock and awe at the cost that the average costumer in the United States is contending with. It cost $6 for a gallon of milk; a tray of chicken wings can run you $25 easily and $7- $8 for a large bag of chips. This year has been rough for many of us that once believed in the America dream.
While I believe things will improve eventually... the lack of funding for social programs like food pantries has created a major gap for those enduring financial insecurity. It seems though scrapping by has become a regular expectation in this society. Social media was once used to show lavish lifestyles but as of late it has become a venting place for everyday people enduring changing.
For instance, TicTok was primarily used for trendy dances, but a sentiment has taken hold on the platform that once focused on good times. Many users are now coming online to express their dissatisfaction with the economic turmoil and inflation. Users are showing themselves in their most vulnerable moments which includes but are not limited to eviction, homelessness, hunger, layoffs and financial strain. There is a part of me that longs to say were living in the last days but that would be too easy.
Instead, I will speak to the situation that many of us currently find ourselves in. According to 2 Timothy 1:7, God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. So, no matter what you're going through or hard the wind may blow you will not be moved. Because God planted you in good soil. Not only will you endure. You will prosper and live a full life. There is no limit to what you can do and achieve in Jesus Christ.
This is a time to focus and lock in. Because many people panic but this is a time for those who are determine, prayerful and eager to see miracles. We can do all things through Christ who strengthens us. There have been so many times in my life when I wanted to give up. When I assumed that the way was too narrow or the journey was too steep but little did I know that God was building me. Even now he is encouraging my soul and making a way for me out of no way.
I will close with a short story. Towards the end of covid, I was having financial problems, and I didn't know how I was gonna make it. I spent the last of my money fixing my car and due to job loss, I wasn't working. Bills were overflowing and I was at a loss for words, but I kept on believing that God would make a way. One day, I received money from the bank because they said I was over changed. I started receiving random jobs here and there that pushed me along and before you knew it, I was in the clear.
This experience taught me that no situation is too big for God. He owns cattle on 10,000 hills He made the universe, and I know he will provide for his children and then some. I will leave you with psalm 37:25, I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.
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Best, Ayesha
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We were close before
But distance came between us
Yes the feeling of love wouldn't leave us
And prayer lead us closer to a warm embrace
Before I knew you through a shallow lens
Know I recognize your face
You are the other half I never knew I needed
When others fail to understand
We are in agreement
Jesus is our base
And our foundation is strong
The second around with praise as our song
Love always, Ayesha
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Let the waves of life pass over
You will not be moved
Let the sun beat down
But it will not bring weariness to you
Though enemies will bring war against you
Your heart will know no fear
For the Lord is your strong tower
And laughter is your medicine of choice
You will dance in the spring time
Blooming like seeds planted in good soil
Love always, Esha
Come join me at the Local Authors Showcase on April 27th at the Racine Public Library!
Love always, Ayesha
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There you are shinning
Like free sunlight twinkling
My Lord let you're latter rain
Fall on the people
Open your ear to our plea
We cry for your help
In mourning and groaning
Falling on our knees
Let your glory and grace
Cover our needs
We run to the Father
While acknowledging the sacrifice of the Son
The unblemished Lamb
The Holy One
We will follow His lead
I was invited to read poetry by Gwendolyn Brooks for a Black History event at Racine Public Library. I hope you enjoy.
Love, Esha
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My Father wasn’t a warrior in a typical sense. But he was a fighter to me. When a good man takes a stand even if it’s just for a second the world stands still. The tide shifts, the bedrock shakes and a new day full of blue skies and opportunity begins. When more people feel empowered to do what’s right. Not what’s convenient, not what’s easy, not what’s acceptable but what’s morally right… We will see a world where wisdom is valued.
What is poetry to me?
It is love
And everything in-between
Whether it is two heart forever intertwined
Or a neck colliding with a bee sting
It equates to so much
But at the same time it feels like nothing
It unravels me like a rope
With dangling cords
It's flies high like eagles
It midday soars
It lives in a kiss
Till breath falls short
And it breaths no more
No matter the cause
It exists to be adored
Poetry is something worth fighting for
Because it is and has always been my love
We don't need to look for love
Running in circles for a connection that's already there
Chasing down relationship
When Jesus always cared
Looking to experience temporary feelings
When you need something to last an eternity
Cheeks previously stained by tears
Seek soft kisses that rarely stay
Tender for a moment
Only to go away
We all need a love that will last forever
And always
Till Next Time, Esha
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Outside
don't want to be outside in the winter time
The roof is solid
The heated water is on
The walls know many secrets
But tell no tales
The frost is ice cold
The chill is beautiful
As it changes the warm air to fog
Still I stoke the fire by throwing logs
By Esha
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The feeling dissipates
But I still remember the warmth
I still crave the moment
Looking for the next opportunity
Safe from harm
To be well thought of
And loved in return
Yearning and turning in desolate places
Aching to see and experience friendly faces
Hopefully a day will arrive
And I will be held in an embrace
That makes my lonely years fade away
The feeling dissipates
But I still remember the warmth
I still crave the moment
Choosing isolation
And silent discretion over having a hand to hold
But as of late...
People seek to inspire
For financial gain
With no desire to help people that have lost everything
The truth spreads like wildfire
Like a sore that wasn't treated
Or a friendship
Gone bad
People search the closest inspiration
They can grab
Rarely questioning the sender
And poor intent
But surviving off fake cures should never pay the rent
A couple days go by and the quick money
Is past the point of spent
Self help, motivational speech and guru's
Linked up with the who's who
Fail to address the problem
And churches devoid of pay per view miracles
For something that will feed the soul
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It starts off small
A flame
That the cold, wind and rain
Can't extinguish
Questions follow:
Can I be redeemed?
Does Christ love me?
Is faith enough?
Maintained by hope
Nourished by the pages of a Bible
That are ever turning
But to believe
Your growth is tied up in learning
And yearning for the grace of God
He will pick you up
The Holy Ghost will comfort you
And Jesus will clean your wounds
You are not abandoned
And most importantly you are not forgotten
You are the sheep that the Shepard refused to leave behind
Every need you have supplied
You will have a friend in Jesus for the rest of your life
So when the world resents you
And casts you aside...
Just know that you are aided by the King of Kings
It starts off small
A flame
That the cold, wind and rain
Can't extinguish
Then it grows
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Come to Thoughtful Words Poetry Workshop On March 29st@ Racine Library 6:00-8:00 PM
Have fun writing poetry and eating refreshments with a group of like minded poets. Can’t wait to see you there.
Love always, Esha
Eventbrite tickets below:
https://www.eventbrite.com/e/thoughtful-words-poetry-workshop-tickets-557553566727
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He’s missing again
NO calls
NO text
Only emptiness
Hangs in the void
He’s been MIA
Since he was a little boy
Days turned to nights
And nights turned to days
Weeks at a time combined into months
Months turned into years
Sometimes, I would look for him
In the highways and byways
Of cities to big for me to search alone
Leaving the comfort of my bed
To bring my long lost sibling back home
Even after all these years…
I’ll still look for you
Walking through mud, hiding behind staircases
Checking bus stops that never end,
Newspaper articles and old friends
And when looking is not enough…
I cling to the only safety I know
I’ll pray for your safe return
Holding a Bible with torn pages in shaking hands
Hoping for a miracle in no man’s land
Knowing in my fluttering heart that I’ll see you again
Love always, Esha
